After passing through the book, the original book is slag [Quick Transmigration]

There was a knock on the door, and the anxious voice made the two people who were eating pause. Jiuyan raised his eyelids, as if he was used to it, and then wiped his mouth and stood up.

Xiaocao trotted over from outside, speaking in a steady voice: "It's Mr. Song Xin."

"Well, take him to the side room." Jiu Yan stood up, and Han Chengyu also stood up.

At this moment, there was a bloody man lying on his stomach in the room. He was dressed in white, his face was pale, his eyes were gentle, and when he saw Jiu Yan, he smiled reluctantly: "I'm going to trouble you again."

Jiu Yan waved his hand, but didn't care, picked up the medicine box, and ordered the servant standing beside him to take off his clothes.

Ge Xin is the male singer who can sing the most in Nanfeng Pavilion. He is known as "a song is hard to break, and people don't regret it." It means that his song is worth a thousand gold, and he doesn't feel regretful.

He is also gentle, never jealous of others, but such a person suffers within a few months.

He is actually the concubine of Murong Rui's family, the general who protects the country. His first sister is the queen, and his first mother is of noble birth. He married Murong Rui when he was still a mud leg. product.

The general's wife is not a good person, she never thought of raising this child, and even regarded him as a stain on their relationship, and sent him to the Nanfeng Hall, so that even if Murong Rui thinks of him in the future, he will only feel ashamed and will not move. Want to make up for it.

And this injury was arranged by his direct brother, whenever Murong Bo was unhappy, he would be sent to torment him, a bastard.

Ge Xin in the men's hall has no other choice, his mother is still alive, if he is not tortured, it will be his mother who will be used to vent his anger.

There was no sound during the whole process of applying the medicine, the wounds were bruised and bruised, the brows were frowning, and some parts were even exposed.

Han Chengyu also had a dignified expression, but was surprised by this man's ability to endure pain.

"Oh, the young master looks like this, and I don't know how long it will take to raise him. I don't know how to explain to the princess." The little servant murmured with a bitter face.

"Relax, master's medicines are all very good." Xiaocao knew this person well, so she comforted him in a low voice.

"This fine skin is beaten like this, I have to go to Murong Fu to pay for it." Jiu Yan said lightly, his attack was very light, but there was a hint of displeasure in his tone.

Ge was sweating coldly from distress, but he still gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, this matter... don't worry about it, you will be bitten by a mad dog, and it won't be worth it. Don't worry, Gexin will try her best to sing songs to welcome guests later. "

Hearing this, the coldness between Jiu Yan's brows and eyes became even worse, the movements of his hands became more serious, and Ge Xin trembled all over, Jiu Yan stopped his hands, and his tone could not hear the joy or anger: "Remember when it hurts, don't forget the pain when the scar is healed , you don’t owe them anything, besides, how many mad dogs have I met?”

He let out a long sigh, curled his fingers slightly, and said in a forbearing and pitiful voice, "I'm not happy to support them, but now Murong Rui is highly regarded by the emperor..." He stopped talking when he said this.

Jiuyan hummed lightly with no clear meaning.

"Okay, I'll be more vigilant in the future, don't waste your time, and earn money seriously." Ge Xin had a good voice, and when she spoke in a soft voice, it was like a spring breeze blowing on her face, which made people feel uneasy.

"You've got it." Jiu Yan withdrew his hands, stood up, and said in a slightly raised tone, "It's enough to take good care of it. Every year, the princess of Chunnian also gives a lot of gifts, so I wouldn't be so ruthless."

Hearing this name, Han Chengyu in the room was stunned for a moment, and then saw Ge Xin showing a bitter expression, and her tone became lighter: "She... has been away for so long, and I don't know if she will come back this year, you said What is she doing, and I earn less?"

"I mentioned her to remind you to pay attention to your little tattered body. You think I'm not good at losing money, so I won't leave the money in a few words." Jiu Yan squinted at him, and then said: "Let the rest be left to the servant." Just bandage it up for you, and he is used to it."

After Jiu Yan finished speaking, without waiting for his answer, she turned and walked out.

Han Chengyu was still contemplating at first, but when he saw Jiu Yan walked out with a moody expression, he couldn't help frowning, but he followed him to his study, and the door was closed.

Obviously not wanting him to go in, Han Chengyu stood for a while, but did not knock on the door right away, but turned and left.

Jiu Yan was indeed a little angry at the moment, seeing this situation, he felt the same way, and felt inexplicably depressed, so he thought about quieting himself down, and ignored what Han Chengyu was doing.

Until, about an hour or two later, the sky was dark, and he had just put down the book in his hand when he heard Han Chengyu's deep and panting voice.

"Wine Yan..."

"Come in." He sat on the chair without raising his head, as if he just remembered that Han Chengyu existed.

I saw that he was covered in thin sweat in the freezing weather, his face was rosy, and his nostrils were slightly contracted. A smile appeared on his face, with a slightly coaxing tone: "Don't be in a bad mood, I beat Murong Fu!" La."

Jiu Yan looked up in surprise, "What did you say?"

"Just now I ran to the north of the city and beat up Murong Bo." He had a candid look, as if he wasn't the one who just put a sack on him.

"Why did you beat him?" Jiu Yan put down the book in her hand, straightened her waist, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Han Chengyu pursed his lips and said nothing, but his eyes told Jiuyan brightly, yes, you are right, and you want to vent your anger.

"Huh? Talk." But Jiu Yan didn't like this, and leaned back again, looking sluggish.

"I don't get along with his father." Han Chengyu lowered his eyelids and said lightly, calming his disordered breathing. He came back in a hurry and ran very fast along the way.

The appearance of duplicity is very cute, Jiu Yan thought.

"Disagree with your father? Just go and beat your son. What kind of logic is this? Do you generals do things the same as you? It's unreasonable." He stood up, approached him, and deliberately said excessive words.

Han Yucheng's face turned cold. He was not a soft-tempered person originally, he was just willing to put his paws away in front of Jiu Yan, but at the moment he wanted to ask for praise, but now he is very upset to be beaten up.

"Why have a cold face, am I wrong?" Jiu Yan was not far away from him, and he could hook him with his hand.

"No." Han Chengyu said stiffly, his brows and eyes were frosty, and when he lowered his eyes, he looked innocent.

"What's wrong." He continued to ask, seemingly not caring about his black face.

"..." Han Chengyu's chest fluttered, and he stood straight on the spot, like an ice sculpture, and then his tone was still cold: "Yes, I have a disagreement with Murong Rui, and it is true that Murong Fu should not be implicated, but... Murong Fu is not a good person. It’s just doing justice for the heavens.”

"Well, that's it." Jiu Yan said with a smile, and mentioned what he just said with some doubts: "So you didn't support me?"

Han Chengyu raised his head sharply, and saw a pair of teasing eyes, which were deliberately teasing, and instantly felt wronged, took a step back, and opened his eyes slightly: "You teased me?!"

Jiu Yan took another step forward, shot at him suddenly, pinned his shoulders, and pressed him against the door, Han Chengyu didn't expect him to make a sudden shot, so he grabbed his hand with his backhand and twisted it out.

Jiu Yan reacted quickly, sweeping his foot down his lower body, his lower body was very stable, he had to use all his strength to succeed, while the upper body had already grabbed the hand that he didn't dare to use force halfway, and the forearm caught him neck.

The door was shaken by the two people's movements, Han Chengyu was amazed at Jiu Yan's skill and strength, plus he didn't intend to hurt him, so he was quickly restrained.

Jiu Yan was about the same height as Han Chengyu, he could see the surprise in his eyes when he looked up, and smiled lightly: "You underestimate me, if I want to do something, I don't need you at all, but I still want to say something to you for Ge Xin Thanks."

Han Chengyu looked at his dangerously narrowed eyes, swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled, stared at him intently, became nervous, and his heart beat faster and faster.

"Are you so nervous?" Seeing his stupefied look, Jiu Yan moved closer.

The faint sandalwood came over, and Han Chengyu felt more and more nervous that his throat tightened. He stared at his pale lips, not knowing what to expect.

But Jiu Yan paused, didn't move, and said instead: "Next time, don't beat around the bush, I don't like it."

Han Chengyu blinked, and raised his hand to grab his arm. Jiu Yan looked slender, but the muscle lines on his forearm were exceptionally clear, smooth and powerful under his hands.

Jiu Yan let go of his grip and let him hold his forearm. The two looked at each other silently for a while. Han Chengyu didn't know what he wanted, but he was anxious.

He squeezed his arm unconsciously, and Jiu Yan felt the hot body temperature.

He glanced at his hand, saw that there was a trace of impatience in his brow, and asked him lightly, "What do you want to do?"

Han Chengyu said dumbly: "I don't know either."

A pair of eyes looked straight at him, unabashedly hot.

Jiu Yan was silent for a moment, staring at him with complicated eyes, his pupils were as black as ink, as if he was looking at some product, he was evaluating Han Chengyu's value, and he was also estimating how much interest he had in his heart.

Is it worth it for him to adjust him to the way he likes, is it worth trying to make him like him more...

"Jiuyan..." Han Chengyu was a little frightened by his stare, his voice was never soft, but it seemed that some large ferocious animal was retracting its paws, carefully stomping on the pads under the paws.

For a moment, Jiu Yan felt that the balance in his heart was tilting towards Han Chengyu. He used to take advantage of others and knew what was best for him. There was no doubt that Han Chengyu was not his opponent.

If he wanted to, he could definitely be fooled, but he hesitated just now.

In fact, this man never showed any malice towards him in his eyes, he was always sincere and kind, and his little conscience didn't want to lie to him.

"Don't know again?" he said.

However, Jiuyan made up his mind within a few breaths, he decided to let it go and try to see if Han Chengyu and him are suitable, after all, he liked the feeling he gave him.

"Then after going tonight, you should know what you want." Jiu Yan smiled lightly, looked at him softly with eyebrows and eyes: "We are leaving for Nanfeng Pavilion now, do you want to hold my sleeve like this? "

Han Chengyu hesitated for a moment before asking, "Can I?"

"You can't hold your sleeves." Jiu Yan refused with a faint smile.

"Oh, good." Han Chengyu let go of his hand almost reflexively.

Then he held hands, and he said, "But you can hold hands."

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